I picked up a boyfriend in the infinite game

No one went to help Yan Gu, and no one spoke. Everyone witnessed the farce that had just happened, but said nothing.

Song Guicheng seemed not to notice the change in the atmosphere and said softly, "Let's continue with the topic we were talking about."

Chen Wenyu nodded and took out a small notebook and a pen from the pocket of his wide jeans: "You say."

Song Guicheng: ...

other people:…………

Song Guicheng laughed: "What I said is just my guess. If you just trust me blindly, you will be further misled if I am wrong."

Chen Wenyu said seriously: "I am not afraid of going astray now. I haven't found the way at all."

[Hahahaha, I can’t take it anymore, Kojima is always so serious and funny! ]

【What is a small island? 】

[Doesn’t yu mean a small island? ]

【Awesome】

[If you don't go to his live broadcast room to post, why are you here to seek a sense of existence? ]

【You control me】

*

"I'm 80 percent sure that the rule about not quarreling is correct.

First, the whole building is very quiet, even the sounds from outside cannot be heard. This obvious abnormality should be a reminder for us not to make too much noise in the building.

Second, yesterday morning, Mr. Liu reminded the quarreling couple next door to stop quarreling, and also emphasized that Yongding Building is harmonious and beautiful, which also confirmed this rule. "

Song Guicheng folded his arms and tapped his arms lightly with his index finger.

"Yesterday, Lu Yuan had a conflict with the pregnant woman on the first floor, and Lu Yuan said something unpleasant, so his death should be said to be not surprising."

Song Guicheng turned on his toes and knocked on the window, drawing everyone's attention.

"But the way Lu Yuan died was by being pierced by a tree, which is very strange."

Lin Zicheng reacted: "You mean, after the conflict between Lu Yuan and the pregnant woman, he should be killed by the pregnant woman instead of being killed by the tree?"

"It is also possible that the pregnant woman killed Lu Yuan and then hung her on the tree," Shi Moqi said thoughtfully, "Although this kind of thing is impossible in the real world, it should not be difficult for the ghosts in the dungeon."

Song Guicheng nodded in agreement: "Well, that's possible."

He looked at Lin Zicheng and Yan Gu: "When you found the body this morning, was the door broken?"

Lin Zicheng shook his head. He remembered very clearly that after he saw Lu Yuan’s body outside the window this morning, he hurriedly opened the door and went to the fourth floor to knock on Shi Sui and Song Guicheng’s doors.

Song Guicheng pointed to the window latch and said, "There are no signs of damage to the window lock, so we can roughly rule out the possibility of a physical ghost intrusion."

In the dungeon world, there are also differences between ghosts and ghosts. One type is a spirit ghost, and the other type is a physical ghost. Because of their different existence methods, the way they attack players is also different.

"I understand," Chen Wenyu understood the trick. "As a physical ghost, a pregnant woman can only come in by destroying the doors and windows. She can't just go through the wall. But the door and window locks were not destroyed."

"Smart." Song Guicheng narrowed his eyes at him and gave him an approving smile.

Chen Wenyu lowered his head embarrassedly and wrote down what he had just said in a notebook.

"But there is another possibility," Song Guicheng changed the subject, "The pregnant woman lured Lu Yuan out of the room and opened the window, and then she killed Lu Yuan and hung him on the tree."

Lin Zicheng concluded: "So now there are two possibilities. One is that the tree killed Lu Yuan, and the other is that the pregnant woman killed Lu Yuan and then hung him on the tree."

"That's right," Song Guicheng looked at Chen Wenyu's pen, which kept jumping. He wrote down Lin Zicheng's words word for word, "but no matter which possibility it is——"

Song Guicheng paused and turned his head: "There's no way around that tree."

It has been raining heavily outside the window all morning and there is no sign of stopping. The leaves are swaying.

"But the person who has a direct connection with the tree is not the pregnant woman on the first floor," Song Guicheng's voice was cold and gentle against the backdrop of the heavy rain, "but the hostess on the third floor."

No one has forgotten what Lu Yuan said at the dinner table yesterday. In the afternoon, he saw the hostess on the third floor walk into the flower bed and approach the tree, and he also pointed out the strangeness of the hostess.

Then he died at night.

Lin Zicheng rubbed his temple: "So it is also possible that the hostess on the third floor killed Lu Yuan."

Song Guicheng replied: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

Liang Qiuting was almost confused: "But what is the connection between a pregnant woman, a housewife, and a tree?"

"You're wrong," Shi Sui, who had been silent, interrupted and yawned. "The one related to the tree is the hostess on the third floor. If there is any connection, it is the pregnant woman and the housewife."

"Could it be..." Liang Qiuting imagined a bloody drama in her mind, "The pregnant woman is pregnant with the mistress's husband's child?"

Song Guicheng still had two words: "Smart."

But anyone with ears could hear his joke.

Shi Sui gave her a thumbs up: "That mistress is pretty good, helping her husband's mistress kill someone."

Neighbors living in the same building will definitely say hello when they meet, even if they are not familiar with each other. Even if two people know each other, it is not uncommon for them to become friends.

There was no follow-up to this clue.

"I'll go find out," Xu Chongchuan suddenly said in silence, "I'm going to help her unclog the sewer."

*

Lu Yuan's body was swaying from side to side in the wind, looking miserable and lonely.

Song Guicheng looked at the flower bed in silence. So far, only bits and pieces of the puzzle had been put together, and he had no idea what the most important piece in the middle was.

He still remembered the main mission released by the system, the Ghost Festival.

The Ghost Festival is a time to commemorate the dead, and if nothing unexpected happens, the location will be in the mourning hall on the fifth floor.

He didn't have time to listen to Xiaohua to find out what the security guard Uncle Liu had to do with the mourning hall, and what was placed in the room where he lived.

We got a lot of clues, but they were disorganized and couldn't be connected together.

Something is missing.

What's missing?

Yongding Tower...Zhongyuan Festival...

He turned his back to the window and stared at the dilapidated wooden door in a trance. Perhaps he would get some inspiration if he visited the funeral hall...

"puff"

Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind me.

Song Guicheng subconsciously pulled Chen Wenyu and Shi Sui, who were closest to him, and walked two steps forward, away from the window.

Then he turned his head to look, and it turned out that the treetop had reached its limit of endurance, and Lu Yuan's body and a branch fell down together.

His head was bent at an angle impossible for a human to achieve, in a contorted posture, buried in the pouring rain.

Shi Sui came up and hooked his arms around Song Guicheng's neck, glanced at Lu Yuan's body, and then looked away without interest.

"Little Orange," his breathing was very close to Song Guicheng, "I love you the most!"

Song Guicheng felt that the word "like" was a bit shallow, but he didn't dare to speak, because he felt that Xu Chongchuan's burning gaze was about to pierce through him.

"Just speak nicely and don't use your hands." He was a little helpless.

"No~ I don't want to~" Shi Sui almost hung on Song Guicheng, winking at Chen Wenyu who was stunned beside him, "Young man, do you want to join us? We can have a threesome."

Song Guicheng:?

Chen Wenyu: ???

He put away his little notebook, took two steps back, looked at Shi Sui's malicious gaze, and took two more steps until he hit the wall, then he stammered, "You're nice, but I like girls."

"Okay, I won't tease straight men," Shi Sui let go of Song Guicheng and opened the door without looking back, "Let's go, I'm going downstairs to have breakfast."

Lin Zicheng dragged Yan Gu, who was close to collapse, back to the room, and the players gathered in 305 also dispersed in twos and threes.

Song Guicheng and Chen Wenyu were the only ones left by the window. Chen Wenyu asked, "Shall we go too?"

……

"Guicheng? Song Guicheng?" Chen Wenyu shouted twice again.

"Hmm?" Song Guicheng came back to his senses, "Are you hungry? Shall we go downstairs for breakfast?"

"Okay. Wait a moment, I'll go upstairs to get an umbrella. I saw two in the drawer of my room yesterday." Chen Wenyu ran upstairs in a hurry.

The brown plaid shirt disappeared as Chen Wenyu turned out of the door.

The rain was so heavy that it turned white, and the diffuse white vapor blurred the vision in the misty white fog. No one looked at Lu Yuan's body again.

He has been left behind forever by the copy.

*

A few minutes later, Chen Wenyu came down with an umbrella: "Let's go."

Song Guicheng closed the window: "Okay."

Behind him, a blue bed sheet soaked by rain fell from the third floor and landed accurately on Lu Yuan's face, which was still open.

It's raining heavily outside the window.

Sometimes, the time between life and death is just a rain.

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Thank you "强拗的瓜爆甜" for the master certification, I am flattered!

Thank you to every reader for your support, thank you all for your reading and comments. Without you I would not have been able to hold on until today.

I have a pretty good memory. After seeing the name two or three times, I will probably remember it. Hahahaha.

I'll reply if I see the comment!

Thank you all so much!

In addition, I took part in the composition examination today, and the topic of the composition was: It is you who make me so brilliant.

I also want to send this topic to every reader who reads this.

The journey of life is so long, fortunately I am not alone because of you.